Volume 4 Quadruple Goals
When Chen Zhujun heard Zhang Yu say that he would divide and settle accounts, he immediately stopped crying and jumped out of bed, "Divide and settle accounts, what do we share, what kind of accounts do we calculate? We have been together for three years, and I can't even count as a nanny, let alone a wife." In the past three years, I have eaten my own and dressed my own, what have you paid for me? You can say such words, if you don't blush, I will blush for you first. β
"You haven't eaten me, haven't you worn mine?" Zhang Yu said, "Then who are you eating and wearing?"
"Whoever eats, who wears," Chen Zhujun said, "Listening to you, I seem to be secretly raised." You go and see, how did you formulate our AA system? You don't remember, but I do, and I've been practicing it seriously for three years. I didn't propose to settle accounts with you, but you sued the wicked first. You say, 'What kind of account are you?'
Zhao Yan Guan Tao and several old women watched the two quarrel, and couldn't help but bow their heads in embarrassment, and stopped talking one by one.
"Today, I will make my words clear in front of my mother's family," Chen Zhujun said, "Even if you don't settle the account, I have to settle the account with you, let's see who owes whom." In the past three years, I have cooked for you, mopped the floor for you, washed for you, folded quilts for you, and you have to pay me at least 30,000 yuan at today's wages. And you, in the past three years, you have asked yourself according to your conscience, what have you paid for me? Coming to this point, our fate is over! Today, I will leave the shop, and you will give me the nanny fee that I have served you for three years. By the way, I remember that before I got married, you bought me a pair of leather shoes, a windbreaker, and two sets of underwear, and now I will return them to you in RMB. After speaking, she took out five hundred yuan from a handbag at the bedside and threw it on the desk, "This is the money you spent for me when we got along, and now I will return it to you." With that, she walked to the closet and cleaned up her clothes.
"In the past three years, I have only spent 500 yuan for you? Your conscience is really darker than coal," Zhang Yu said, "I remember the Spring Festival in the first year, just going to your mother's house to pay New Year's greetings, I bought a gift of 3,000 yuan, the second year of New Year's greetings, I spent another 2,000 yuan to buy gifts, and the third year of New Year's greetings, I admit that I didn't spend money, it was a gift you bought yourself." In addition, we got engaged, I spent 15,000 bride price, and I got married, I spent 10,000 yuan to entertain guests. I remember the cost of these big events very clearly. As for the breakdowns, I'll go through the ledger. β
"And the details?" Chen Zhujun said in surprise, "What a count, you can show me." β
Zhang Yu immediately walked to the desk, opened the middle drawer, took out a black notebook, dragged his glasses, and read it carefully. On August 15, 11, I bought two hens, totaling 90 yuan and 8 cents; on Double 11, I bought each person a coat, a set of underwear, a pair of sneakers, and two pairs of socks, totaling 480 yuan; during the Dragon Boat Festival in 12, I bought three ducks, 20 steamed buns, and two bottles of Shaoyang Daqu, totaling 160 yuan; on October 1, 12, I bought two sets of bedding, a rice cooker, a soybean milk maker, a razor, a bottle of shower gel, and two packs of sanitary napkins......
"Don't read it, stop it for me," Chen Zhujun turned his head sideways and glared angrily, "You take the computer and calculate the big and small accounts of the past three years for me." β
Zhang Yu immediately walked to the outside room angrily, picked up the computer, and pressed it with a click. Half an hour later, he said loudly, "A total of 48,500 yuan." β
"So, I owe you?" said Chen Zhujun.
"I'll calculate, you listen," Zhang Yu said, "You said that the nanny fee is 30,000 yuan, and you account for half of the nanny fee, because laundry, cooking, and mopping the floor are not only for me." I account for three-quarters of my 48,000 miles, because no matter how much a man is in his pocket, I think he still has to bear the obligation to support his family. It is reasonable to raise a son and a wife. But there is no obligation to raise a stepdaughter. Therefore, for these 40,000 miles, you should bear the task of paying 12,000 yuan, so in this way, I only owe you 3,000 yuan. β
"My God, how delicate it is," Chen Zhujun said, "I don't want your three thousand yuan, okay, you go out for me now, I don't want to see you." Then he cleaned up his clothes and sobbed.
Zhang Yu walked out of the room with the ledger, and several old women whispered on the side.
"Now you all know about my life," Chen Zhujun said, "If you can say it, you will laugh off your big teeth, if you don't say it, I will suffocate to death." It was really the previous life that burned down the nunnery and smashed the Bodhisattva, what kind of enemy did I meet in this life!" After speaking, he cleaned up his clothes, pushed his suitcase and left. Several three aunts and six mothers-in-law also went out.
Zhang Yu sat in the outside room, with his back to the door, pretending not to see them leave.
That departure became the finale of Chen Zhujun's life to form a family.
Returning to a single life, Chen Zhujun had no choice but to go south to the factories in Dongguan to pass the time. She was thirty-eight years old at the time, and she was still at an age where she could pretend to be cute and tender. Pull up her hair, still reveal the innocence of a girl in her maturity, and wear her hair in a dignified way without losing the charm of a girl. She stayed in those factories for a while, and two years passed in a flash.
On the verge of not being confused in life, Chen Zhujun is still alone. Although the network tools such as WeChat and QQ have brought infinite convenience to people to talk about love, Chen Zhujun has not received any favor from God in those conveniences. She didn't meet her significant other in the virtual world. When the thought of becoming a monk has not yet hit her mind, she still pins her search for happiness on the matchmaking of traditional matchmakers.
At the age of forty, Chen Zhujun met a "beautiful man" in his hometown.
"Beautiful Man" is the same year as Chen Zhujun, in his early forties, with a creamy white face, bright double eyelids and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a burly body. If it weren't for premature baldness, that flattering appearance would always make people believe that he was only thirty years old.
The "beautiful man" surnamed Xiao Mingjun runs a well-known local restaurant. Xiao Jun's hometown is in the countryside, and the leased faΓ§ade is at the throat of the town. He had three sons, each of whom was half-sibling and his mother was divorced. The age of the three sons increased regularly, the youngest son was four years old, the middle son was twelve years old, and the eldest son was twenty years old.
When Chen Zhujun got married, Xiao Jun held 30 tables of wedding wine in the local restaurant, firecrackers rang all day long, wedding photos were hung all over the house, and the lively scene was no less than those 20-year-old lovers.